Spiteful - Same Ol' Lyrics

Yeah, and it's the same old shit
Still tryna get it together with the same old bitch
And I feel like the ditch has me stuck in it
But I don't wanna go back to them substances
Ya heard, yea
Said it's the same old trick
You tryna make it clever they gon' drain your wrists
If you slip up, for a second
Don't give up, gon get it
No hiccups, I pickup
This vigor, not stressing

Wow, I been coming up with lots of new shit lately
Makes me feel like I should start to get it moving maybe
I been used to waiting so it's hard to break them habits formed
But now I'm super sayian best I charge in like a matador
Is in my sights, and I'm the bull with the spikes
Sharpened like a knife, not to mention full with the Spite
Stark and hyper bright, hard to write from life
Started stifled now my sleight of hand's to write I might ignite tonight
It's like, I'm just trying to build up the concept
Hit new heights, wanna find a way through the nauseous
I think they'd have me drop this
I think they'd have me give up
And I don't mean to talk shit
But I can see them switch up
I can see the barricade
It won't hold me back I'm the barracuda
Gimme snare and bass I throw down the mat and say who the loser
I'm a database that's building up stats and scripts for the future
To eradicate it wanna go back and feel how I used to

Yeah, and it's the same old shit
Tryna get it together with the same old bitch
And I feel like the ditch has me stuck in it
But I don't wanna go back to them substances
Ya heard, yea
Said it's the same old trick
You tryna make it clever they gon' drain your wrists
If you slip up, for a second
Don't give up, gon get it
No hiccups, I pickup
This vigor, not stressing

But it press him, and that's the way that it's been
Used to try to track the time now I'm kind of at the end of my wits
Wit all that I've missed, and all I've committed
I'm always so pissed, I'm falling admit it
I crawl through forbidden, tryna swap a couple cards
I'm a crafty lil kid who gets to trapping the stars
And now they mad wanna charge me
Like I f*cked with the army
Got the swarm coming in, I hope nobody can harm me
Defenses on high, I ain't need your help
I think that would just imply that I can't reach for myself
Ima speak for myself, that's one thing I got
You could leech anything else you'd never seize my thoughts
That's all that matters, I'ma have this go the way I please
Nobody badder, and I'm shoe that I'ma make my dreams
Come to fruition all them bitches used to spit on my name
But now I spit flames I fixed my lane, so get wit the game

Yea, and it's the same old shit
Still tryna get it together with the same old bitch
And I feel like the ditch has me stuck in it
But I don't wanna go back to them substances
Ya heard, yea
Said it's the same old trick
You tryna make it clever they gon' drain your wrists
If you slip up, for a second
Don't give up, gon get it
No hiccups, I pickup
This vigor, not stressing